Riddled with crappy overdubbing, confusing dialogue, pointless supporting characters, embarrassing sex scenes, and plot holes galore, the 2003 ﬁ lm The Room is an unequivocal disaster. But thanks to the relentless determination of its enigmatic writer/director/producer/star Tommy Wiseau, it’s also enjoying new life on both coasts as a hot ticket that is single- handedly reviving the lost art of the audience-participation midnight movie. The ﬁ lm has been playing for six years at the Laemmle Sunset 5 Theater in L.A., where a word-of-mouth fan base embraces it with a zest reminiscent of The Rocky Horror Picture Show: dressing as characters, reciting dialogue verbatim, and throwing plastic spoons (in response to a framed picture of a spoon that appears in multiple scenes). And now New York has gotten into the act, selling out monthly midnight showings where even comedian and Room fan David Cross once ap- peared dressed as Wiseau.

As a film, story and depiction of basic human interaction, Tommy Wiseau’s “The Room” is a train wreck of almost incomprehensible proportions: Whole scenes are out of focus, while others are repeated in their entirety; characters appear without introduction, while others vanish without explanation; and the unfortunate cast engages in behavior that few would consider typical.

His debut film “The Room” was first released in 2003 on Sunset Boulevard, at the Laemmle Sunset 5 Theater, advertised as a drama in the vein of Tennessee Wiliams’ work. Moviegoers responded positively. It was released on DVD in 2005, made its network premiere this year as the annual Adult Swim April Fool’s Day joke and just concluded a brief run at Ciné. With such a following, how can the film be anything but brilliant?

The independent film “The Room” didn’t exactly make a splash when it opened six years ago. Critics panned it — the few who reviewed it, that is — and moviegoers stayed away in droves.

So why, on a Saturday night, are hundreds of people lined up around the second-floor space of Laemmle’s Sunset 5 theater on Sunset Boulevard, waiting to see it? And why are many of them lugging bags full of plastic spoons?